After crossing, let yourself go

When Chang Hao and Bing Jian arrived, they were both shocked. The entire military camp was now full of corpses and blood. A man was fighting with a long knife in one hand. Bing Jian swallowed his saliva and said, "Chang Hao, am I seeing things? Is that man Han Jiu?"

Chang Hao frowned. Bingjian was not wrong, and neither was he. The man with blood all over his face and a violent look at this moment was Han Jiu. But why did he suddenly become like this?

The martial arts he used was the Blood Demon Kung Fu? How is that possible? Did Han Jiu get those two secret books or has he always been a member of the Blood Demon Sect? Chang Hao kept thinking about it in his mind.

Bingjian got anxious when he saw that he didn't say anything, "What should I do? Help or not?" That's the Blood Demon Art. If he helped, he would be the enemy of all the righteous people in the world. But that person is still Han Jiu, the Han Jiu that is in the master's heart.

"Help!" Chang Hao rushed over. No matter what, he was the person his master thought about day and night. He should save people first. Chang Hao saw that Han Jiu could no longer hold on. It seemed that the internal strength was unstable due to the tossing and turning tonight. If he stabilized in the future, judging from today's situation, no one would be able to defeat Han Jiu.

Bingjian was stunned when he saw Chang Hao suddenly rushing out. "Wait for me?" How could he rush out just like that?

Chang Hao and Bing Jian did not want to fight. Han Jiu was the one who took the initiative to attack. The two of them went to save people. When Chang Hao appeared beside Han Jiu, he was almost injured by Han Jiu's palm by accident. He was so scared that his face turned pale.

He was powerless to do anything about Han Jiu and could only let him stop on his own. Bing Jian also discovered the situation. Both of them had bitter looks on their faces and had no choice but to help Han Jiu stop the group of soldiers from attacking him.

Pei Qing was worried at first that Chang Hao and Bing Jian wanted to harm his young master, so he rushed towards Han Jiu desperately. When he found that Chang Hao and the other man seemed to be trying to help his young master, he also tried to disperse some of the attacks on Han Jiu like the other two.

I don't know how long it took, I only know that as one group of people fell, another group came up. Fifty thousand troops were no joke. Just when Chang Hao and Bing Jian could no longer hold on and had no way to take the unconscious Han Jiu away, earth-shaking drum sounds were heard.

A man was beating a drum on a high platform in the distance. The sound of the drum spread throughout the entire military camp, and the besieging soldiers stopped. Chang Hao didn't know what the drum sound meant, but he knew that the soldiers stopped only after hearing the drum sound.

When Han Jiu felt that there was no one to stop her from moving forward, she stood there motionless. Suddenly, her eyes went dark and she passed out. Pei Qing and Chang Hao reached out their hands to catch her at the same time. Bing Jian looked carefully at the soldiers who were still surrounding them, and at this time, a familiar voice came from the side, "Get out of my way."

Bingjian finally felt relieved after he recognized the voice. Chang Hao also breathed a sigh of relief. If it had been any later, the four of them would have probably died. Of course, it wasn't certain that it was Han Jiu, which showed how terrifying Han Jiu's martial arts were now.

When Yan Hongzhi saw Han Jiu, his eyes narrowed suddenly. He strode over and picked up Han Jiu, "I owe you a favor today."

Yan Beiming appeared in front of everyone in a military uniform, looking heroic. "I saved him not for you, I just saved Han Jiu." This man is worth saving.

Yan Hongzhi smiled faintly and said nothing. He certainly understood Yan Beiming. Given the current situation, this man's willingness to help must not be for no reason. Even so, he was still grateful. He nodded to Yan Beiming, then strode away holding Han Jiu in his arms.

When Han Jiu opened her eyes again, she felt pain in every bone in her body. She frowned and tried hard to recall what happened yesterday.

When he knew that he had exposed his blood magic, he sighed deeply, and thought of his father and elder brother who were sitting up while enduring the severe pain. The whole room was white, which was a symbol of funeral. Xiaotong heard a sound in the room and pushed the door open. As soon as she entered the room, she saw Han Jiu putting on clothes and hurried to help. "Master, I will help you." Her voice was hoarse and her eyes were obviously crying.

Han Jiu lowered her hands and let Xiaotong help her put on her clothes. There was no emotion in her eyes. After Xiaotong helped her put on her clothes, he supported her and walked to the front yard.

Walking to the front yard which was full of white, two black coffins were parked in the hall. Han Jiu slowly walked to the coffins, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times. Each kowtow almost broke the hearts of everyone present. A gentle voice sounded behind him, "Xiao Jiu".

Han Jiu didn't look back or stand up. He just knelt on the ground and stared at the two coffins in front of him. He stared at them for a long time and said in a hoarse voice, "Second brother, I'm sorry. It's all my fault."

Han Feng knelt beside her, held Han Jiu in his arms, patted her back gently and said, "Don't blame you, this has nothing to do with Xiaojiu." Noticing that Han Jiu's forehead was scratched and bleeding, he anxiously shouted to Xiaotong beside him, "Let the third young master take care of it."

Xiaotong hurried to the backyard to get medicine to treat her wound, crying as she ran.

Yan Beixuan, who became the new emperor, ran to the funeral of his whole country and attended the funeral in person. The number of people from the entire Yan Dynasty who came to pay their respects increased instead of decreased. The funny thing is that it was not because he got along well with Han Taijin or Han Xu during his lifetime, but because he saw the current situation clearly.

Emperor Xuancheng of Yanbei was present in person, and Yan Beiming personally came out last night to help Han Jiu, who had killed the former crown prince and massacred the military camp. Yan Hongzhi also revealed his identity as the Blue Master of the number one killer organization to save his life. Who wouldn't come to curry favor with him?

Han Jiu didn't cry from beginning to end. She found that she couldn't cry at all. She could only sit there blankly, leaning weakly on the back of the chair. Before long, a faint "Master Jiu" woke up the dazed Han Jiu.

Han Jiu looked up and saw Xi Ye looking at him with a worried look on his face. He forced a smile and asked, "Why are you here?"

Xiye walked closer and looked at Han Jiu who was sitting on the chair with an expressionless face. He felt distressed when he saw that although his forehead had been bandaged, it was still stained with blood with white medicine cloth. "I was worried about Master Jiu, so I came here without permission. Master Jiu, don't blame me." I don't know if this will make you even more unhappy.

Han Jiu rested his head on Xiye's chest in front of him. "You are my family. How could I blame you?"

Xiye shuddered all over and stopped talking, letting Hanjiu lean on him. These words made him never think of leaving in his life. These words, he was his family, and even if he was asked to die, he would not hesitate.

Yan Hongzhi watched Han Jiu and Xiye from afar and saw that they didn't get mad like they did in the past. At this moment, he didn't know whether he had figured it out or was still struggling. He felt distressed when he saw Han Jiu in pain, but his heart hurt even more when he saw him leaning on another man.

Because of her health, Han Feng asked Han Jiu to go back to her room to rest several times, but she did not leave. She was waiting for her mother who had left to pray for blessings. What would happen if she came back? If she wanted to kill herself, it was fine, she just hoped that she would be safe.

Unfortunately, Han Jiu's expectations were unrealistic. She didn't even get to see Madam Han before she heard the people who came back on horseback kneeling on the ground reporting that when Madam Han heard the news of General Han's death, she vomited blood and fell into a deep coma. When everyone called a doctor to treat her, it was too late. She could not withstand the journey back to the general's mansion, and died on the way, following the general and the eldest young master.

When Han Jiu heard the news, she felt as if she had lost her hearing and vision. Dead? Huh? All dead. Her family, the family that loved her to the core, were all dead. She couldn't hear what others were saying or see other people's expressions. Her brain was blank, just a blank.

"Master Jiu, Master Jiu" Xiye noticed something was wrong with Han Jiu beside him, and pushed the dazed Han Jiu with some worry.